Since they didn’t believe me that the place had random junk in it. I needed proof pics for my parents. Just in case they thought I was lying. Everything is broken in there. The drive thru microphones don’t work. Neither does the drive thru timer.
The menu is long and complicated. I can’t recognize the food by sight. Like why do they sell fries there? Pizzas were pretty easy to identify you can tell an onion and pepper topped pizza from a ham topped one. The items that were not pizza looked different. His sister kept getting mad at me because I didn’t know the menu by memory. I think she stole tips from me.
It started off bad one of those 3rd party delivery drivers took the wrong order. They don’t bother to read the name on the order and are in a rush. A lot of orders were wrong. For these services. My boss had to go deliver the food to some person.
The drive thru sucks because they only have one window. A lot of places have 2 . One where you pay and one where you get the food. Plus I have to go to a separate POS system to ring it in that takes more time. The one at the drive thru window is broken.
His sister is a bitch. All she did was get mad at me the whole time. This is all new stuff to me. All the places I worked at never had this stuff. Come to think of it every day on the first day of a new job I got in trouble for not knowing something or not understanding the speak of the place or getting vague instructions. She got mad I never worked with an ice machine before. They were contrasting the bitchy sister and the easy going brother.
All they did was argue in Chinese with each other. They were arguing about the size of a plate. The ice cream they sold there was ugly and freezer burned.
This place is wild the chefs openly vape in the back where the food is being prepared. Have the decency to at least do that in the walk in like my parody song. And they all wear headphones/earbuds.
He got mad that I wanted McDonald’s and said it was bad food. I didn’t care I wanted my chicken sandwich. The sandwich was decent sort of. The chicken part was not burned but the bun was and it tasted burned. I’ll need to have a map of the local Mcdonal’s locations and where the better chicken sandwiches are sold.
I thought the menu was so complicated I was going to have to wear a copper sleeve and write notes on my arm as a cheat sheet.
Why bother being myself? My dad hates that person.